Chapter 870: Qinglian background

The so-called balance.
When the strength is not enough, it is the grass on the wall, falling on both sides.
When strength is enough.
This is the Qinglian concept, which seems to be above the red dust and is not affected by the world, but in fact secretly travels in the clouds and rains, according to its own interests, forcibly interferes with the situation of the White Lotus Palace, Honglian Temple, and the Chao Dynasty Chaotang.
For Qinglian View, there is no doubt that a relatively weak wind, which is compatible with the mountains, and the basic code of self-cultivation, has gone wrong, and Hao Ran's righteousness has become the white lotus palace of the hypocrite. Meet their interests.
"So, you must protect Feng Rong no matter what?" Wu Tie sneered: "Feng Rong, have you heard? Why do you think you are on the throne? Because you are weak!"
Feng Rong was tightly guarded by the emerald light from the white pagoda. Seeing that Blood Prison and Pei Feng couldn't shake the jade light, Feng Rong's face became much better. After listening to Witch Iron, Feng Rong's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
He knows that after he ascended the throne, the faceless Buddha of Honglian Temple once left the mountain gate in desperation and wanted to trouble him if he wanted to come.
He even knew that Qinglian Guan, who had always had no friendship with him, suddenly sent unpredictable mountain guards, along with the mysterious master sent by Qi Qingyu, to wreck the faceless Buddha, forcing Honglian Temple to be deaf and dumb.
He always thought that he was the true God Emperor who was destined.
But the truth is so humiliating and embarrassing-Qing Lianguan shot him to help him, just because he was not as entropic as the wind. Because he is not as good as wind entropy and has better influence and control, Qing Lianguan chose to help him.
"This group of ... bull noses." Feng Rong scolded a stinky bull nose at Honglian Temple in his heart, and then he smiled with a dignified and graceful hand and waved: "Wu Tie, stay away from here to provoke alienation. , Qing Lianguan ’s loyalty to You, and He ’s faith in Qing Lian ’s View, can you be so provocative?

Shaking his head, Feng Rong smiled at Wu Tie and said, "You are the enemy of my dynasty ... You are from those three continents, and you want to subvert my dynasty."
Feng Rong pointed to Feng Ling and Xiahou Wuming, and smiled toward a group of civil and military ministers in the Feng Ling camp: "You, I'm afraid you don't know the origin of this witch iron? His name is witch iron, the master of the three kingdoms. . "
"I am a dynasty and want to annex the three continents and capture their people. Everyone, can you grow your mind? Wu Tie is the leader of a country. What is the dynasty running to? What is your ambition, the wolf ambition ... Do you cooperate with him? Do you deserve the Patriarchs? "
There was a mess in the minds of the civil and military ministers.
What is the identity of Witch Iron?
But they looked at the witch iron, and then looked at Feng Rong, and a group of civil and military officials immediately seemed to have eaten the scales, and stood beside them with their teeth down.
Compared to the witch iron of the ‘pretentious speculation’, it ’s even more terrifying for you to be the emperor who is killing people in a random way.
For the sake of one's own destiny, for the lives and deaths of so many relatives, even if the witch iron wants to subvert the scourge of the dynasty? It's more lovely than you, the emperor who puts his blade on the neck of a courtier at any time.
The Wuxi Iron Seal of Thunder was heavily pressed on the white jade pagoda from the drunk Buddha.
With a loud noise, the White Jade Pagoda shook violently, the body of the drunk Buddha shook, and the skin turned blue and red.
Wu Tie also felt that a huge backlash was coming, and his internal organs were faintly rolling.
The witch iron's face did not change, and his hands were printed, urging the Thunder Seal to slowly fall.
The white jade pagoda was just a little bit. It was suppressed by the thunder seal and landed a little bit on the ground. The jade-like white light emitted from the pagoda was also worn away by the thunder seal and a trace of thunder light gradually penetrated into the white light of the jade.
The face of the drunk Buddha changed.
Wu Tie laughed.
Obviously, both the drunk Buddha and the witch iron touched the mystery above the realm of the gods, and everyone could release the power of near honor.
But the same is stuck on the bottleneck of the half-step respect level, because the strength of the underlying is different, the strength shown by the witch iron and the drunk Buddha are also very different.
While witch iron distractedly controlled the three avenue seal seals in the avenue furnace to refine the soft water monster statue, while controlling the black sword to smash the white mushroom monster statue and Taishan hanging statue, the witch iron still suppressed the drunk Buddha.
"Drunk Buddha, long, you, no." Wu Tie laughed, an invisible ripple of time spread out in his body, the time and space around the drunk Buddha suddenly twisted, the flow of time became extremely weird, fast and slow, sometimes reverse……
As soon as Tai Chu's shot was made, the drunk Buddha's breath became chaos immediately. He stared sharply. The aura of light on the white jade pagoda was scattered. The drunk Buddha's body shook, and his mouth sprayed blood.
With a 'click', the Thunder Seal of the Thunder fell several feet down, the Baiyu Pagoda shook for a while, and the whole body of Emmanuel Light was suppressed and collapsed three feet.
Feng Rong, who was protected by the White Jade Pagoda, had a messy face. He hissed and yelled, "Drunk Buddha Taoist, Drunk Buddha Taoist, escort, escort. As long as you are safe and sound, seal your view of Qinglian as the three major protectors of the country. The head of the Sect, all resources are given priority! "
The drunk Buddha didn't say a word, and you don't need your promise of wind and wind. Qinglian Guan has always been the first of the three protector gods.
Bai Suxin, standing behind Feng Rong, looked at Feng Rong with great resentment-this is the pro-nephew, huh, huh.
The witch iron's right hand was slowly pressed down, and the thunder seal was shining more and more dazzlingly. Numerous thunder light rays spewed out, beating the white jade pagoda madly, and suppressing the white jade pagoda. All the flashing runes on the tower became dim.
Pei Feng and Blood Prison also tried their best to attack, but their strength was obviously far from the witch iron and the drunk Buddha. Even if the extinct light of God and the flame of extinction caused the white jade pagoda to flash, In fact, it did not cause any hindrance to the drunk Buddha.
Wu Tie Shen said: "Pei Feng, Blood Prison, come to me and protect me ... Oh, once the drunk Buddha comes out, the veterans of Qinglian Guan can't help it."
Pei Feng and Blood Prison glanced at each other. The blood prison gritted his teeth, and the huge peacock ghost in the blood behind him sighed loudly, then turned away, and came to the Witchcraft with Pei Feng, like two door gods. Left to right protected him.
The two knew well that the so-called protection method was actually protecting them.
In this level of battle, their strength is inferior to that of the world, and there is no room for intervention.
No matter how much blood prison wants to kill Feng Rong, as a demon king who can survive in the weak and strong eating places of the western demon country, but also lives very moist, blood prison is sometimes impulsive, but she does not lack reason or say Survival instinct.
Xiahou Wuming sighed in the distance: "Witch iron, and, the drunk Buddha and the Taoist ..."
Both sides are friendly forces, especially Qinglian Guan, and even after Xia Hou anonymously set up traps, he specially invited an army to help demons and demons.
Now the two friendly forces are fighting, this, this, this ...
The situation was chaotic, and Xiahou Wuming felt a mess.
"Blood prison has grace with Pei Feng, Feng Rong has revenge on blood prison ... Blood prison wants to kill Feng Rong, I will help her kill." Wu Tie looked at the drunk Buddha and said word by word: "There is a head for injustice There is a debtor, the heavens are circulating, and retribution is unhappy, right? "
The drunk Buddha smiled, "Wu Wang, where is the heaven and earth in this heaven and earth? Where is the retribution?"
Shaking his head, the drunk Buddha pointed at all sides and fell into a siege. A group of demons and monsters who were being sieged in madness laughed and said, "If there is still heaven and heaven, they will be extinct."
The drunk Buddha pulled a jade sword that was a little longer than a foot from his sleeve, rubbed it in his hand for a while, and said Shen: "As a monk, it's a bit excessive to say such a thing ... but this world is power The strong win, the weak die! "
With a wave of his right hand, Yu Jian slashed at Wu Iron.
A squeaky crackling sound rang out, a white and clear sword light was like a substance, and the torn void was immediately before the witch iron.
Wu Tie smiled a little, Wanhua grabbed his left hand, and slammed the sword light into a smash.
The drunk Buddha shook his head with a smile: "The King of Wu is really mischievous, using my means of Qinglian concept, it is bad for my plot of Qinglian concept ... This is a bit excessive."
The drunk Buddha smiled, and then three sword lights split.
Each Jianguang is simple and clean, looks clean, like a scoop of clear water, without any strange and mysterious.
If you look carefully, you can see that each Jianguang is an almost shaped road seal. There are countless lines lingering in it, there are countless rune patterns inlaid, and there are endless and mysterious road rhymes.
Like Wuxi ’s Thunder Seal, this sword light is only one step away and can be completely formed.
This drunk Buddha's accomplishments on the kendo are extremely impressive.
Wu Tie smiled: "Okay, don't use your Qinglian concept."
Wu Tie held her chest high, greeted the three sword lights, and listened to the three loud sounds of 'Dang Dang Dang'. The armor on Wu Tie's chest shattered, revealing a white chest like a jade. Three thumb-sized pits were sunk in his chest, and three sword lights smashed into his chest.
The drunk Buddha's palm slumped, Rao is that he has reached a very deep state of cultivation, and is still startled by the performance of the witch iron.
Physically, the strongest attack that forced him, and the skin was not damaged at all, but at the moment of touching, the physical body was sunk a little ... What a monster-like physical body?
"Are you still human?" The drunk Buddha couldn't control the waves of mood, and the hysterical roared.
"Of course, the King is the purest race!" Wu Tie laughed loudly: "Pure descendants of the Wu and the Wa, you dare to say, I am not a human? You want to provoke all the Wu and the Wo Tribes? "
The witch iron casually put a big hat on the drunk Buddha.
Although this charge is useless, it is still very good to use a disgusting person-because of the drunk Buddha and Qinglian Guan, for the sake of the balance of his own interests, he jumped out to do things, making him a little sick. .
In particular, the breeze appeared on the three continents, and the so-called 'balance' of the drunk Buddha, Wu Tie thought, it was not that simple.
In the words of the drunk Buddha, there is something unclear, and Wu Tie feels that he has been counted, and this feeling is very bad.
The drunk Buddha snorted coldly.
He also was disgusted by Witch Iron.
The names of the Wu tribe, the prestige of the Dai tribe, and the classics of Qinglian Guan are all recorded.
The Wu tribe is unpredictable, and there seems to be no blood circulation in the Qiang Dynasty, but what about the Qiang ... Qinglian knows clearly the power and heritage of the Qiang, and knows that the entire Chao Dynasty is actually covered by the influence of the Qiang under.
Therefore, the drunk Buddha quickly left the topic: "The poor Taoist wording was inadvertent, and the king of war was strange. However, Feng Rong is after all a king of emperor. Even if you take the position of confinement, it is also the internal affairs of the dynasty, and what is it with the King of War? "
The drunk Buddha took a deep breath, and shook his hands again with nine sword lights, and at the same time bit his tongue, and spit a little blood on the white jade pagoda. The white jade pagoda suddenly shined brightly, carrying the Thunder Seal and the Seal of Thunder. Xi hardly lifted three feet.
Wu Tie left Jianguang to chop on himself.
The chaos bones have grown into leaps and bounds, and their bodies are so powerful that they are unreasonable. Neither nine sword lights nor ninety thousand sword lights can damage the wretched body.
Jian Guang shattered, Wu Tie opened his mouth and took a deep breath.
The heaven and earth element can roll over, consuming more than half of the mana and replenishing it quickly. The witch iron seal is printed on both hands, and the thunder seal seal once again makes the white jade pagoda fall.
The skin of the drunk Buddha became pale and white, and his body was trembling slightly, it was pushed to the extreme by the witch iron.
He shouted sharply: "Not to mention, the Witch King dared to collude with the demon country demon girl, and stab God Emperor?"
The words of the drunk Buddha aroused the sympathy of some dynasty leaders and state leaders at the scene.
Many of the landlords and stateowners who are still loyal to the Chao Dynasty just feel warm and want to jump out and say something and do something.
But I could n’t stop seeing the thunder seal of the Witch Iron, and think of Feng Rong's killing these days. Regardless of the civil and military officials and the gatekeepers who were destroyed by the Nine people, these national and state sneers With a sound, he retracted again.
Loyalty is loyal, loyalty is commendable, it depends on who the loyalty is toward!
Feng Rong ... forget it!
Wenwu Manchu, at this moment completely abandoned Feng Rong.
One was Feng Rong's actions that broke their hearts. The other is that Feng Rong provokes such great power as Witch Iron, huh, it is estimated that it can't survive this barrier. Who is going to take him as a doomed ‘former emperor’?
Wu Tie sneered, and the black sword-mang flew back quickly, condensing into a black sword body in front of Wu Tie.
The black sword trembled slightly, making a slight sword sound.
The point of the sword is pointed at the heart of the drunk Buddha.
The drunk Buddha's complexion changed slightly, and he sighed in the sky: "One foot high, one foot high, and one long road to dispel the magic, and I asked your teachers to drop the magic."
In the air, a cloud of blue clouds appeared out of thin air.
On Yun Xia, three small and small palaces with only a few feet in a circle came out.
The three white hairs, white beards, white eyebrows, and rosy skin were like babies, but the old and dying old road trembled from the palace. They stood on Qingxia, looking down at Wu Tie, sighed softly, and then pointed with their fingers.
Three thunder marks, howling down.
The breath of the three Thunder Seals is comparable to that of the Witch Iron.
It is also a three-and-a-half-step veteran.
However, the thunder seals released by these three Taoists, the three seal seals formed a strange three-talent formation, which doubled the power of seal seals in a vacuum.
Wu Tie suddenly felt his whole body sinking. He, Xueli, and Pei Feng were unable to levitate into the air, and was forced to fall to the ground.
Three loud noises, Wu Tie, Pei Feng, and Blood Prison smashed three huge holes in the ground.